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At first, Han Yun didn't say anything until he saw his master's wife rubbing Lufeng's hair.

All the disciples present were familiar with this action, because the master's wife always used this method to comfort them in the past.

Now, seeing that the master's wife ignored them but was so kind and loving to a medicine disciple, they felt jealous and unwilling.

But they also felt conflicted, thinking that Lin Xuxi was not worthy of their jealousy.

"Master's wife, who is this man? You are so gentle and kind to him!" Han Yun asked harshly as if Lin Xuxi had done something terrible wrong.

After Lin Xuxi accepted Hongruilian, she comforted Lufeng and asked him to go back first.

"You go back first."

"Yes." Lu Feng secretly looked back before leaving and found that for some reason all of Fushan's disciples were staring at him viciously, as if they were enemies.

To be honest, he felt that Fushan was very strange. Every time he came here, he would see several people or a group of people kneeling in front of Master Lin.

He didn't know how big a mistake he had made that Master Lin made these people kneel.

"Master's Wife, who is this man? Why do you smile at him? Why do you speak to him so kindly? How long has it been since you spoke to us like this?"

Han Yun stood up, walked around the disciples and came to Lin Xuxi, pointing at the people who were kneeling. These people gave him the confidence to scold Lin Xuxi even louder.

"We've been kneeling here for so long and you just pretended not to see. That medicine cultivator came over and just called out a word, and you instantly understood it with your sharp ears and even walked out. What about us? Do you think we're your disciples, Lin Xuxi?"

After shouting this long paragraph, Han Yun was ready to listen to the other party's explanation.

He was taller than Lin Xuxi, and now he lowered his head slightly with a condescending attitude, waiting for the other party to explain her guilty conscience, and then he would hit her hard.

Let Lin Xuxi know where she went wrong.

"Did I tell you to kneel down?" Lin Xuxi had no intention of explaining. If this person hadn't blocked her way, she wouldn't have bothered to say this.

Han Yun had thought that the other party would have many excuses to prevaricate and was even prepared for a rebuttal, but he never thought that Lin Xuxi would ask this question.

"You! What do you mean? Are you saying that those of us kneeling here are being self-indulgent?"

"Is not it?"

Lin Xuxi pushed aside Han Yun who was blocking the way and walked through the kneeling people step by step.

She could feel the gazes of these people, resentment, confusion, anger, and many different emotions piled up together and all fell on her.

But Lin Xuxi didn't care. He believed that irrelevant people didn't need to care. Furthermore, it was still unknown whether these people could survive the invasion of the demon cultivators.

"Lin Xuxi, we came here with good intentions to invite you, and you actually said that to us?"

Perhaps because of Lin Xuxi's indifference, they didn't want to continue pretending.

They stood up one by one and surrounded Lin Xuxi who happened to be standing in the middle, just like the six major sects besieging the Hall of Light.

"You are an elder, yes, but you are not acting like an elder when you do this!"

"Lin Xuxi, how can someone like you be worthy of being our master's wife?"

"If Master knew, how would you explain it to him?"

The accusations were endless, and Lin Xuxi looked at everyone's face with their horrible and hateful expressions, and each of them wanted to suck blood from her.

They don't need a mistress, they need a blood bag, a blood bag for them to suck blood from. When you are no longer useful, they will kick you away.

"Lin Xuxi, why don't you reflect on yourself?"

"Why do you not cherish the position of a real person even though you have achieved it with the help of your master?"

"Yeah, we don't dislike you!"

Lin Xuxi suddenly turned his head and looked at the disciple on his left who said this.

These accusations dragged her back to the past, where she was holding the sect leader's corpse and everyone was humiliating her. She still remembered their faces.

They were not blaming her because they were sad and angry about the death of the sect leader. Instead, each of them had a smug look on their face: Look, I knew this bitch would definitely do something like this, and I guessed it right.

These people don't care about the sect leader's death or her innocence. They only care about being able to accuse her and then verify their guess, thinking they are right!

"Master's Wife, we don't despise you for being strict and old-fashioned. We should be thankful that we are good disciples."

Han Yun looked helpless and sighed, "Don't be so conceited."

Lin Xuxi raised her hand and slapped Han Yun hard across the face, sending him sprawling to the ground. Pointing at Han Yun, who sat slumped on the ground in a daze, she asked, "I reached the late Nascent Soul stage thirty years ago and was the first cultivator in the entire Xuanyu Sect to achieve True Immortal status. How could I have reached this position thanks to Jiang Sihan?"

"And more." Lin Xuxi grabbed the collar of the disciple who had just expressed disdain, lifted him up, and said coldly, "You say you disdain me, but I was born with the late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation. How could I ever disdain you, a blockhead? How dare you disdain me?"

"You despise me for being strict and old-fashioned, but I also despise you for being ungrateful and vicious!"

"You're here simply because Jiang Sihan isn't here, Rong Xin can't teach you anything, and Wei Yuyun and the others aren't here. You can't find anyone to teach you, and yet you're targeting me."

Lin Xuxi let go of the person in her hand, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her stained hands, sneering, "You suppressed me, belittled me, and then used me. You skinned me alive and drained my tendons, leaving you, a bunch of ungrateful wolves, to eat and drink your fill." She casually threw the handkerchief she had used to wipe her hands on the ground, glanced at Han Yun and smiled, "I, Lin Xuxi, don't need you to despise me. Go find someone who doesn't despise you and teach you."

"If you come to my courtyard and cause trouble again, I'll give you more than just a slap in the face."

After heartily cursing these ungrateful bastards, Lin Xuxi closed the door. The anger that had been pent up in her heart since her rebirth suddenly cleared up.

The disciples, who were stunned by the scolding, were frightened when they heard the sound of the door closing.

Their expressions now were completely different from the smugness they had just shown. They were filled with guilt, surprise, and anger.

Some people lowered their heads in guilt after their secrets were exposed, some wondered why Lin Xuxi was so tough today, and the angry people did not think they had done anything wrong and thought it was Lin Xuxi's own problem.

What a diverse group of people.

"Is Lin Xuxi crazy?" Han Yun was helped up and looked at the closed door.

The slap was so painful that his ears were buzzing and his mouth tasted like rust.

"Are you OK?"

"Let's go. We won't set foot in this damn place again. Even if Lin Xuxi begs us to come, we don't need her anymore!"

"That's it. Let's go."

As the disciples filed out, each with angry looks on their faces, they suddenly bumped into Senior Brother Zhou and a stranger.

"Senior Brother Zhou."

Han Yun walked forward, covering his slapped cheek, and began to complain to his senior brother. Pointing at the red and swollen side of his face, he said aggrievedly, "Look, Senior Zhou, this is Lin Xuxi who hit me. He hit me for no reason!"